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... ne? ? "

"Then when will you marry my family Xiaoxixi again?" Xia Bing asked.

Lu Jingcheng raised his lips and said, "I have my own plans for this."

"Do you have your own plans?" Xia Bing asked, "What plans can you have?"

After talking, Xia Bing froze for a moment, and what happened, suddenly said with a grin, "Smash it, okay, are you finally planning to shoot?"

"Huh ..." Lu Jingcheng sneered and said angrily, "If you didn't" insert "before, I would have succeed ...

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